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I signed an agreement, so I can't give the exact amount, but Lemme say this. Whatever amount of money you can think of that would change your life...a complete 180 degrees. That's the amount that I received. I thought it was a joke at first, but then I was instructed on what would happen and my life changed for the better. As soon as I was informed about the courier coming to my apartment and that I needed to be there in order to sign and that I needed to provide them with my account information so they could transfer the large amount to my account. I wanted to cry, but I was frozen. It was like I was in a trance. It wasn't just the money, I was amazed by my strength and tenacity. Now I understood why so many struggled with having me in their presence because I could uphold a trait that many would rely on others to have for them. Everything had finally been worth it and it made so much sense to me now.
I wrote down all of my outstanding expenses and notified them that I'd be paying off my balances shortly. Some responded and others remained silent.
I contacted my accountant and advised of the large lump sum that would be soon be deposited into my account. I had done my research and kept a tight knit around me. He informed me that I needed to stick to our plan and that required buying a condo to live comfortably, getting a vehicle and enrolling back into my program to finish without any issues. Before I could say anything he screamed at me: "GEMINI GO AND TAKE A FUCKING VACATION!" I agreed and hung up.
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I met the courier at the front of my building because I was already anxious about him coming to my door. I used one of my favourite pens and signed where he asked me to. He shook my hand and left. I checked my email and reached out to my Cancer best friend - don't get me wrong, I trusted her, but money had a way of dampening relationships and I didn't want the dynamic of our friendship to change. So I moved normally and didn't tell her about the money. I went back into my apartment and turned off my phone. I looked around and thought about how I had built myself up from nothing. I had walked away from abuse, betrayal and so much more. But the one thing that kept me going was my spirit and my smile. I had done so much internal work that I had fallen in love with myself all over again.
*** In the course of two weeks, the money had been transferred into my account and I was frozen again. I grabbed a hold of my crystal and told myself to breathe. My accountant had sent me a credit card in the mail and told me that I needed to build my credit history again. He also sent me two business cards of two auto dealers that could assist in me getting a vehicle, but he told me not to do everything at once and advised that I should leave the area first. He reminded me that I would always be a hood girl inside and didn't have to live in the hood in order to pay homage. I reassured him that I understood and informed him that I would always give back and volunteer but I wouldn't live in the hood ever again after this.
I contacted a realtor and immediately told them what I was looking for. A 2 bedroom with amenities in a particularly nice suburb with new kitchen appliances including a dishwasher and if possible an island in the middle. As soon as I ended the call, the realtor sent me 10 listings and advised me to set up a time to meet with him in order to visit the locations. I set up an appointment ASAP and then began planning my day. I went to get my nails done which was $20 thank goodness for having real healthy long nails lol. I then picked up some groceries and began planning my dinner - I would make a nice dinner and bought a bottle of wine. I was still in my area and carrying on with my day as if I hadn't received any money.
***After I came back from my vacation, I instantly began packing up. I told the movers that we would be leaving at night because I didn't want my stalkers seeing my activity and I knew that the police escorts would be needed in order to keep the criminals away from me especially the crazy lesbian who was obsessed with me. Everything was smooth and finished within a reasonable time, I even made them a nice meal and paid them extra for their services. I know it's not easy to move someone at night, but I needed everything to go as planned. Prior to us leaving, I asked the police officer to contact the lesbian and inform her that she was to keep her distance from me and or else she'd be deported and sent to jail. The police officer told me that she started crying and he saw right through her manipulation. He advised that he could have a doctor put her on medication because her response wasn't appropriate and she had no relationship to me. She stopped crying and straightened up. That was the last that I ever saw and heard from her. I drove around my neighbourhood one last time and shed a little tear.
***
It took me about a year to get completely settled into my condo and to have everything decorated to my liking. I had colours, designs, and even my artwork hung on the wall and all around my space. The cancer and I were still best friends and I was grateful to have her around because she was a real one for me and we weren't fazed by the materialistics of the world. We were spiritual beings who had aligned ourselves with our own chakras and life was unfolding itself.
I had completed one program and I was taking a break before enrolling into a continuous program and I was excited. I had changed my number, moved out of the hood and settled all of my past issues and was on the right track. I was meeting people who matched my vibration and collaborating with well known individuals who were interested in being my mentor, friend, family and or just someone I could reach out to. I loved and respected them for that.
It took me about 6 months to finally be settled with the thought that I didn't owe anyone anything. Yeah, there were a few people who came from the woodworks and thought that I owed them something and I told them that they needed to go to court and prove that I owed them something...of course they had nothing to prove.
I had navigated through this world alone and they didn't like that. It always made me laugh how a person could comfortably be jealous of you, but still felt like they were owed access to your life.
Now in my 30s for some reason, I was way more excited about evolving as opposed to how I was in my 20s and I figured it was because I had more life experience under my belt and learned how to balance my emotions. I was comfortable with my weird, quirky and passionate self. I didn't give a fuck about who thought that I was weird and or thought that I needed them. I wasn't afraid of losing people and I was happier with having more wisdom to share from the knowledge that I gained from them.
I had to start all over again and it wasn't a bad thing. A lizard never cries about the skin that they have to shed. They embrace it and sometimes they even eat it to restore their strength. Call me a reptile. I had no regrets and I was happy about my accomplishments. I was now in my own social setting, I had my own social circle and I knew myself better than anyone else ever did. I loved me and was in love with me. No apologies and no regrets. I am here. I am now and I am happy.
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